Thanks to: Ralai, Kingdomalith, The Doctor Rose, twisteddarklynoon, and Rosebud on Royal icing for commenting. I procrastinated a day or two because I didn't really like how Catherine's character changed, but my mind insisted that she was a little more open with her thoughts when her father wasn't around so I let her spread her wings a little, and I'm okay with it but I guess it was getting closer to the time where Catherine needed to change a little because of Mr. Dandridge .

Here's to double digits! I know that you guys are expecting me to pick up the movie more and more, it will be patient since I am doing both Catherine AND Jerry's POV's (Gotta say I like Jerry's POV a lot more than Catherine's, but she's a necessary evil).

And now I present! Chapter 10!

Chapter 10

It was late at night and Catherine couldn't sleep even though she was exhausted from the day's events, but she just couldn't bring herself to go to sleep. Usually when she needed sleep she'd just think about Jerry, and her mind would drift off blissfully but even thinking of him held no sway over her buzzing mind.

Her father hadn't returned home the night before from where ever he went, and he usually came home after going somewhere to cool off but he was nowhere to be found in the house that morning; even to bully Catherine into going to school with her injuries so her mother had let her stay home so she could rest her healing back.

Catherine could only walk and lay down, because sitting would strain her back muscles and could cause the carefully stitched wounds to rip open and start bleeding again. Her mother and her didn't want that to happen so Catherine was laying down most of the day just listening to the birds tweet, and flying insects buzzing around outside.

There were times where Catherine was restless yes, but she mostly enjoyed her day off because it helped her cuddle the black teddy bear that had appeared outside of her window along with a, although gory, picture of a kid that had a silver cross encompassed into his heart. His eyes were open as if he were embracing the last bits of life he had before he died.

He reminded her of a holy creature that was trying to blend into the human world; a creature that was born with a silver cross in his heart that had been sent down to Earth on a holy mission from God himself, but had made a deal with a Demon and had been punished for it.

Catherine had taped it to the underside of her and Mary-Elizabeth's bunk bed. No one can know she had it, because they wouldn't see the beauty like Catherine did; all they'd see is a dead boy that needed the cops to be called on because he was dead, and it was a crime scene photo.

She had never been one to look at the world as an ugly place, because there was something beautiful in everything around her. She may have not shown it when her father was around, but there was always a reason why she tried to keep all the animals, bugs, and art that she brought home; though he always took the animals to the shelter, killed the bugs, and threw away the art.

This was one piece of art that his grubby hands couldn't take from her, because he will never learn about it; it'll be her own little secret that everyone will never know exists.

She hugged the teddy bear closer to her side as she inhaled the slight hint of Jerry's cologne on it which made her smile, and finally lull her to a blissful sleep.

She felt a fingertip lightly trace down her cheek before that same finger brushed a piece of her hair off of her face. Her eyes were closed, and she was feeling like the most beautiful girl in the world right then. The feel of the satin sheets on her bare waist felt like melting butter that was constantly being poured over her waist in cool waves.

"That was amazing" she whispered as she turned her head and kissed the chest that she was laying on lightly. She then felt a nose nuzzle the top of her hair lovingly, "It was for the both of us" a familiar voice muttered before he kissed the top of her head.

That's when Catherine's eyes opened and she looked up to none other than Jerry Dandridge looking at her lovingly as he started stroking her cheek before kissing her with as much passion as he had been the whole night that they had been love making.

He had been kind to her in the beginning when he had been taking her virginity, but, after that, she allowed him to be as hard and rough as he pleased; she had to admit, it was very much enjoyable with being able to just let go and stop worrying about school and her sister Anna.

For once she let Jerry take her into his strong arms and hold her like he had been wanting to for the past four weeks; let him hold her so intimately that she felt like a Goddess after each and every round.

How was such a man able to make her feel this way? Her Catholic lifestyle had told her only God would be able to make her feel like an Angel, but to feel like a Goddess was pushing the limits of what she believed in and yet…Catherine didn't care.

Catherine didn't care about her religion or what was right from wrong, around Jerry she felt free. She felt happy. She felt like she could recite Shakespeare's Romeo & Juliet over and over again until her mouth went numb.

She felt like she could do a million and one things, and be happy because Jerry would be there to love her and cherish her.

She loved Jerry Oliver Dandridge, and she'd never turn her back on him for no one and nothing.

Waking up the next morning was bliss; it may make her restless laying down everywhere, but she wouldn't give it up for the world if her father still hadn't shown up from where ever God took him too.

Hopefully it's a trip to India she thought as she knew that her prayers would be a far cry from the truth, but a child can always hope she guessed as she stared at her and Mary-Elizabeth's dresser as she hugged her bear, affectionately named Oliver, close to her breast as she thought of the mysterious Jerry Dandridge.

She noticed before her family moved here, that she always thought of the next animal that she could beg, unsuccessfully, her father for so she could have something to nurture and give love to. Before moving here, she was overflowing with so much love that she was about to burst.

Now all of her bursting love seemed to have vanished somewhere, but she can only guessed who had sucked it from her with just one kiss, and she wouldn't be surprised that he had because he was all she ever thought about now-a-days.

A knock came to Catherine's door so she moved her nose out from Oliver's head so she could answer, "Come in" she said as she looked toward the door now.

In walked her Mother with a very concerned look upon her face, Catherine could only guess what has her Mother so worried over something at this early in the morning, but Catherine knew that she needed but to listen to hear what was wrong with her Mother.

"Catherine, dear, your father has been missing for two day's now and I'm getting worried. I need to ask Ms. Brewster's from across the street if he could take me to the Police station. I just want you to know that if anything happens to please go to the young man Charley's house that's right beside 's okay?" her Mother said as she looked at Catherine.

Catherine could sense her Mother's anxiety over going to the Police by herself, because it'd be the first thing that Catherine's Mother had done by herself in a very long time; Catherine's Father did all the shopping, and the general getting-out-of-the-house things that needed to be done. Her Mother was only allowed out to get yarn, thread, etc. whatever she needed to get for crafting before her Father took her back home immediately.

Catherine knew that her Mother would become stronger as she got out more and more as time passed on and Catherine's Father never returned home; it'd build her Mother's confidence, esteem, and motivation back up instead of scaring her Mother to do –her Mother was never really scared of anything.

When her Mother exited the room, Catherine clenched the bear tightly wonder where her Father had wondered off to this time, and if his painful Catholic punishment's had finally came back to bite him in his rear-end.